Tang Tian heard a buzzing tremor, and before he had time to react, the bronze nameplate in his hand broke free from Tang Tian's palm and flew towards the sky.
At this moment, countless bronze nameplates flew up from the Sea of Rest, and they shot towards the sky.
Every piece of bronze nameplate flew into the sky, and then turned into a ghost shadow of nothingness. In a blink of an eye, dense phantoms rushed towards the sky from every corner of the Sea of Rest, and the scene was extremely spectacular.
"The Corps is dangerous and needs support!"
A heroic soul shouted.
Countless heroic souls behind him shouted in unison: "Southern Cross, move forward!"
Countless heroic souls slammed into the sky like a tide. There is an invisible barrier in the sky, like a copper wall and an iron wall. The heroic soul hits it, and the sky remains motionless. The heroic soul turns into countless bronze fragments and falls into the Sea of Rest.
clap clap.
It was raining at Tang Tian's feet. He looked down and saw fragments of the bronze nameplate falling like raindrops.
But the heroic souls went forward one after another, like a tide.
"The Corps is dangerous and needs support!"
"Southern Cross, advance!"
The hysterical roar echoed over the Sea of Rest. Countless phantoms slammed into the sky even more frantically, and more bronze fragments scattered. But more phantoms shot up from the Sea of Rest and crashed into the sky.
"The Corps is dangerous and needs support!"
Another heroic soul took over the command, and it roared like an angry lion.
What responded to him was a roar: "Southern Cross, move forward!"
A large group of phantoms of heroic souls crashed into the sky.
Broken to pieces, spilled into the sea.
"The Corps is dangerous and needs support!"
A female heroic soul shouted, and she resolutely slammed into the sky.
Behind her were also countless phantoms following closely behind her: "Southern Cross, move forward!"
"The Corps is dangerous and needs support!"
"Southern Cross, advance!"
…
Tang Tian looked at the scene in front of him with both doubts and shock, watching the waves of crazy collisions, he didn't understand what they were doing.
I don't know how many times of collisions, all the heroic souls were smashed into pieces and scattered into the sea.
The sea of rest returns to silence.
Fragments of the bronze nameplate slowly gathered, and the cracked bronze nameplates floated on the sea.
One by one heroic souls slowly floated up from the bronze nameplate. They were covered with cracks, like porcelain figurines that had been broken and re-bonded. Looking around, there was no end in sight.
A cracked heroic soul flew into the sky, and Tang Tian recognized that he was the first heroic soul to hit the sky. With so many heroic souls, no one saw Tang Tian.
All the heroic souls raised their heads.
"Ten thousand years." The voice of the heroic soul echoed over the Sea of Rest: "For ten thousand years, a cycle of one hundred years, we still haven't rushed out. That battle must have ended long ago. In the past ten thousand years, no more There is no new soul, the corps is dead, and what we are doing now may be meaningless."
The densely packed heroic souls below were completely silent.
"But, what if? What if the Corps is still fighting? What if there are still people in the Corps alive? What if the Corps is waiting to rise? For a group of old guys who have died, a ten-thousandth hope is enough!"
He shouted sharply: "The life and death of the regiment is unknown, how can we rest in peace!"
What responded to him was a landslide and tsunami-like roar: "Fight!"
He turned around, raised his face, faced the sky above his head, opened his arms, and looked at his cracked face with unspeakable determination: "A hundred years later, we will stand side by side again!"
Responding to him were figures floating to his side one by one, shouting hoarsely and stirring the Black Sea: "Zhan Zhan Zhan!"
"The Southern Cross!"
Silent roars and shouts gathered into a torrent that swept across the Sea of Rest.
"Go!" "Go!" "Go!"
The heroic souls all over the sky dragged countless phantoms, like moths flying into a flame, like Jingwei reclamation, they crazily crashed into the sky regardless of everything.
Tang Tian's tears and snot flowed freely, his chest seemed to be blocked by something, and it seemed to be burning. He felt very uncomfortable, and he felt proud.
In the past 10,000 years, in the unknown Sea of Rest, in the Sea of Rest that everyone thought was a paradise, such a heroic battle would take place every hundred years. These heroic souls who have passed away gave up rest, fought so persistently, so desperately, so crazy.
Is this the Southern Cross? He is the one who bears the legacy of the Southern Cross!
How can I sit and watch
Even if it's an illusion, even if it's an illusion, even if it's a group of dead heroic souls, even if they're doing something stupid.
Such persistent beliefs, such deep emotions, such heroic feelings, such brave sacrifices, how can they stand by and watch
Tang Tian didn't know whether he was crying or roaring, he only had one thought, fight!
He opened his fist, and the calm Sea of Rest began to become turbulent.
Only brave people can face the futility of repeated failures. Only brave people will stick to their beliefs and fight after death. Only the brave will not flinch in the face of the boundary between life and death and the slim hope.
Only the brave can win!
Tang Tian's eyes were blurred with tears. Countless rays of light converged on his fist from every corner of the Sea of Rest.
Dazzling light shone on Tang Tian's fist, and the black Sea of Rest seemed to rise a round of sun.
Countless heroic souls, witnessing this round of sun, turned into countless black shadows and threw themselves into this round of sun.
Breaking the boundaries of dreams
Tang Tian didn't know, but he felt the deep hope and anticipation contained under the resolute will and crazy fighting spirit that shattered his body.
Tears welled up again.
Tang Tian's fist was constantly pulling away, and the light of his right fist was so dazzling that his figure could hardly be seen.
The Sea of Rest seemed to be boiling, with tsunami churning, lightning and thunder.
Those changes in Liuli's state of mind in Tang Tian spread like clouds and smoke, the sky demon's whole body radiated soaringly, and the blue flowers between Nianhuayin's fingers flew up, turning into a pod of bewitching and beautiful blue flowers, falling down and dancing in circles. The angry flames jumping between the fury fist marks beat powerfully, like a drum of war. Every time it beats, there will be a wave of fiery red light sweeping across.
Tang Tian put his all into it, and he didn't hold anything back.
In the Shenquan Light Tree, the last three beams of light suddenly merged into one, and turned into the only beam of light, growing towards the ground. They grew slower and slower, and stopped three feet away from the ground.
Not so much! just a little bit...
At this moment, a loud roar sounded in his ears.
"The life and death of the Corps is unknown, how can we rest in peace!"
A series of heroic souls flew into Tang Tian's body from all directions. They entered Tang Tian's mind and turned into specks of light.
Compared with the majestic and huge trunk of the Shenquan Light Tree, they are as small as sand.
But there are more and more light sands, and they continue to sink into the trunk of the light tree.
Miraculously, the trunk of the Shenquan Light Tree began to grow slowly downward.
The moment the trunk of the light tree touched Tang Tian's Liuli state of mind, Tang Tian's body shook, and his face was full of tears.
The Divine Fist, which had never been completed before, was completed for the first time, and the violent Sea of Rest suddenly calmed down, as if it was being suppressed by an invisible hand.
"break!"
Tang Tian punched the sky.
The sky shattered.
The boundless black Sea of Rest beneath his feet annihilated and dissipated like broken awns.
Everything around is like a bursting bubble, constantly annihilated.
Tang Tian felt dizzy and dizzy, and his consciousness was withdrawn a little bit. Before he fell into a coma, he vaguely heard cheers that shook the sky.
A face full of tears couldn't help but smile.
In Dongxian City at night, the streets are extremely quiet. During this special period, no one will go out at night without incident.
Yin Wufeng looked at the house in front of him, and sneaked in quietly.
He has been in this business for many years and has assassinated countless celebrities, so he is naturally well versed in the way of assassination. He arrived in Dongxian City a few days ago, but he didn't do anything, but carefully searched for information. Assassination doesn't look difficult, but if you want to succeed in one blow, full preparation is essential. The more information you have, the more room you can arrange.
This is not only to make it easier to win, but also to be able to retreat calmly when you miss.
There is only one life, the target's life is the same, and the assassin's life is also the same. As long as you keep your life, it means there is still a chance. In order to pursue a fatal blow, increasing one's own risk, in the eyes of a veteran like Yin Wufeng, is the most stupid thing.
He inquired very clearly, for example, all the families in East Immortal City had surrendered to Ghostface, which would have been a big trouble, but he was lucky, it is said that the elites of various clans were taken out of the city by one of Ghostface's subordinates.
Surrounding Ghost Face are only Xu Ye and zero prisoners.
Xu Ye's strength is low, not enough to pose a threat to Yin Wufeng, and he was also seriously injured. Zero Prisoner's physical fitness is good, but in the eyes of a strong man of his level, his combat effectiveness is almost zero.
These are not important, the focus of Yin Wufeng's investigation is whether the ghost face is injured, this is the key to this assassination.
A strong man who can resist the one-armed scythe of the death god without being injured, Yin Wufeng immediately turned around and ran away, because it meant that the opponent had touched the highest level of power.
There are no more than five strong men who have stepped into the realm of law, in the entire crime realm. Yin Wufeng knows who can be messed with and who can't be messed with, and these people must not be messed with.
If it is injured, it means that the law side is complete, and it is just a temporary outbreak.
Although Yin Wufeng is afraid of this level of powerhouse, it is still possible to succeed, and injuries caused by the highest level of power will definitely not be so easy to heal.
Yin Wufeng inquired very clearly, Grimace was hurt!
He sneaked into the house quietly. Those few prisoners were very dedicated to their duties, but their guards were useless in Yin Wufeng's eyes.
Soon, he touched Grimace's residence.
With the Yinzhi sword in his hand, his heart immediately settled down. This sword is really full of evil, and it is really suitable for assassination. With this sword, his strength can be increased by almost 10%!
At his level, a 10% increase in strength is extremely terrifying.
He narrowed his eyes and was about to start.
Suddenly, the ghost face's residence suddenly revealed a strange light.